Thorns and Roses

I’m running hard through thorns and roses,
Tilling up the garden of my mind,
Feeling both pain and sweet emotions,
And wondering if they’ll ever die.

For the scars still hurt from years ago,
Why does it take wounds so long to heal?
But when those memories take over,
I thank God for the love they reveal.

So Lord help me wear my crown of thorns,
And when they sting remind me to smile,
Because I know You were first adorned,
And You rose to make the thorns worthwhile.

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